With knife of crimson blade,
Fleshy throats been cut...

Farewell, farewell
my sweet goodbye...

You fell and bled,
Made your bed...

As I lay there watching,
Drifting on clouds of snow...

We walk in circles, round
and round...

Blades of steel,
Heart of stone...

We are the ones!
At night we stalk...

Minor scratches,
Start anew...

I'll wait for the moon,
it's slow progress creating perfect beauty...

She watches,
as though not through her eyes...

It's been a full three years since that time,
you know the one m'dear, so slowly has it passed...

Lets play the game now, in
the last moments I have...